Yesterday, we finally got bookshelves built and in place and all of J's books unpacked. Don't they look nice? It is really starting to feel like home around here. It's funny, because when we got married and moved into our first apartment in Northwest Portland, (pictured below) I could not stand J's books. There were so many of them - and they took up so much space!
When we moved to Zurich, J insisted on bringing what I considered way too many books along. And of course while we were there, he increased his collection even more and we wound up moving all those books, as well as the ones that had been in storage in Portland, to Minnesota. J managed to fill all of the built-in bookshelves in our gigantic house with his books. It was incredible. Thank goodness he decided to pare down his collection before our move to Spokane because we no longer have built-ins for miles and we are back to living in a tiny house.
Now, I'm happy to say that I truly love the sight of J's books. Without them, our home wouldn't feel complete. It's sort of hilarious that the very thing that I despised and found so bothersome in the beginning has now become one of my favorite things about living with J. What a nice surprise!
I'm much more of a library lender, or passer along of books to friends; I don't feel the need to have a collection. I'm curious, do you have a library of your own? How many times have you moved it and where?